Hah Hah…You’ve no idea. None. The suck factor is neverending.

I had my rotator cuff re-attached after a full tear. It had apparently been that way for some time stopping me from lifting much of anything with my left arm. It got fixed, and a few weeks ago I started PT. As I sit here, it hurts to breath, because I tripped over my own fking feet walking the dogs and landed on that shoulder. I doubt I tore it, the pain is deeper, like a bruised rib deeper. The painkillers irritate my cheap Irish plumbing, which causes me to take acid inhibitors, which mess up the thyroid medication that I have to take to keep my moods from going dark, a relic from cancer therapy. I won’t even get into the allergies that have magically appeared in the last year.

I was mighty and nimble once. Not all that long ago, actually. 6 years?

Let me tell you, gents, 50 isn’t the new thirty. It’s 50, and it’s when things break and can go downhill really fast.

Get in the best shape you can, because you can lose it really fast if you keep thinking you’re a young buck. Things will break and tear doing the dumbest, simplest shit.

But I can still shoot. I can still tell funny stories. And I can definitely appreciate a hot Russian chick.

I can’t imagine why the demented high school girls that are running this country are doing poking at the Russian Bear. Putin already made it very clear we’d pay a huge price. FFS if anything they should be allies. China’s building aircraft carriers and we’re gloating over our first all gay helicopter crew.

I’m telling you, it’s a real service that I run here, pretty much for free.